1. Vacation First days
  2. Vacation Third day
  3. Vacation Day four
  4. Vacation Fifth day
  5. Vacation Sixth day
  6. Vacation Seventh day. Part one
  7. Vacation Seventh day. Part two
  8. Vacation Day ten. Part one
  9. Vacation Eleventh day
  10. Vacation Thirteenth day
  11. Vacation Day fourteenth
  12. Vacation Fifteenth day
  13. Vacation Seventeenth day
  14. Vacation Nineteenth day
  15. Vacation Twentieth day

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in a traditional baggy shirt and looked quite European. His attendants were dressed similarly. Yes, and in the opinion of Kati, the Arabs should not have been leaning on alcohol either. Having gone into thoughts with her head, the girl did not notice how a guard she knew came up behind her and said:
- Peter Borisovich calls. Are you ready?
- For what? - Scaredly asked the girl.
- To all. - The man smiled and took her hand, clasping her biceps with his wide palm. He literally pushed her into the cabin, where a non-working atmosphere was clearly reigning.

All five men sat at the table, and a few meters from the sofa stood one guard on each side. The guys with weapons were more relaxed than at the beginning of the meeting, which also spoke about its successful conduct.
- And here is our gift to you! - Says Peter Borisovich, glancing at the girl who entered.
The main Arab and his attendants carefully looked at Katya, holding her gaze on her half-naked body and barely covered intimate places. He said something in his bird language and the man sitting between him and the businessman translated it in pure Russian:
- Mister asks what your gift means and how can you dispose of it?
- Hmm ... - Peter Borisovich hesitated. - A gift means my utmost gratitude and respect to the Lord. And you can dispose of the gift as you please, within the framework of a reasonable one, but in our country there is no good situation with sexual freedom in terms of legislation. The girl must be released by tomorrow evening. Desirable whole and healthy. Knowing the tastes of the Lord, we prepared a younger girl.

The man translated the phrase a businessman longer than he himself said it. In the middle of the speech a foreigner asked for something from the translator and glanced at Katya. She stood neither alive nor dead. She thought that her heart had stopped, but in fact it was ready to jump out of her chest. In the end, the polyglot uttered:
- The gentleman is grateful to the distinguished Mr. Peter for such a good gift, but he loves younger girls and does not consider it right to spoil such a wonderful day and our company with a female presence. With your permission, he asks to give it to his guard.
- Oh, let him give, Lord! - Without looking at the girl, the businessman threw up his hands, rejoicing that his gesture did not produce negative consequences for the negotiations.
The translator said something to the Arab, and he in turn gave something to the guard in monosyllables. A strong man with a big scar on his cheek immediately jumped up, grabbed Kate by the hand and dragged her away from the cabin.

To death, the frightened girl became ridiculous to fend off his grip, resting her legs and clinging with her free hand to the surrounding objects. But the dark man was clearly stronger than her. Attempt to scream the girl did not come to mind, and in any case, she vryatli was crowned with success. The yacht has been in the open sea for more than an hour.
Having dragged her to some cabin, the Arab pushed her inside with force and immediately shut the door. Katya was left alone in a darkened room, the light into which she made her way only from a round window. The girl looked around. The interior of the cabin seemed a bit irrelevant to the appearance of the yacht: a single bed, bedside table, wardrobe and mirror. A small bathroom sat in the corner, with a sink and a toilet, he selected a quarter of its space from the cabin.The girl resignedly sat on the bed, waiting for her fate.

Scenes of real sexual slavery in Arab countries, which she saw for a television program, flashed through her head. “No, I'd rather die trying to escape than walk through like that!” She thought, resolutely jumped up and pulled the door handle. That, of course, did not yield. Then Katya rushed to the porthole. Opening it, she did not appreciate the size, immediately rushed into it, hurt hurt her shoulders against the rounded frame. Screaming and turning her head, she did not find a single person on the deck. Then she climbed back, rubbed her hurt shoulders and stuck one hand in the porthole, and then her head. The places were butt, but if you try, you could still get off the ribs, get out.
Unfortunately for the girl, the front door of the cabin at that moment opened, and three Arabs entered. In an instant, assessing the situation, they jumped to the girl, the fifth point of which was actively wagging, trying to crawl into a narrow opening. According to the pope, she immediately got it: the most frisky guard, who ran up first, weighed a strong slap, scared the girl to death. The men grabbed her legs and quickly dragged her inside.

Throwing on the floor, they with smirks watched the frightened Katya, who, standing on her elbows, looked with horror at the faces of the armed men. Having said a few phrases in their wild language, they exchanged glances and, seizing the girl by the arms, jerked them up and threw them on the bed. In flight, Katya managed to kick one of them, almost hitting between her legs. The guard grinned angrily and, bending down, gave the girl a severe slap in the face. She, in turn, clasped her head with her hands and curled up in fear.
After transferring another batch of phrases, the men got up on different sides of the bed, and the most impatient immediately went to the girl, trying to pull off her little shorts. Grabbing them with her hand, she held them for a few seconds until she got a painful slap on the back of her hand. Katya understood that her position was hopeless, but still instinctively continued to fight for her body and her honor.

Soon, she still lost her shorts, which, as unnecessary, were thrown right into the porthole. Tailing on her three of them, the Arabs literally tore a T-shirt on her, leaving the girl completely naked in front of three predatory dark-skinned males. The short socks on her legs were the only pieces of fabric on her. Two men easily turned her over on his stomach, not paying attention to her kicking. The nature of their nature is clearly not cheated. The third man quickly took off his heavy boots and camouflage pants with underpants. Grabbing the half-full member with his hand, he began to fiercely pull at him, preparing for a violent invasion of the young victim’s trembling body.

Katya did not try to scream, she only breathed loudly and snuffled hard, trying to free herself from the grip: her arms were twisted behind her back and her head was crushed by the hand. When a member of the Arab finally rose, he did not hesitate to rush to the attack. He slightly raised the hips of the girl and, putting a member to the puffy pussy lips. Another moment and a powerful member, pushing a compressed barrier and invaded the coveted hole. The dry vagina immediately burned with fire, and Katya groaned painfully. The Arab also made a loud groan of satisfaction and, seizing the girl’s hands with his own, began to fuck her roughly, without thinking about her feelings. The reaction of the girl only inflamed him more, he simply became ferocious, feeling that it causes her moral and physical pain.
The rest of the men took a step back, admiring the picture: the tanned girl's body shook under the powerful pushes of their dark-skinned fellow. Her white skin on the ass strongly wound up both. One of them, picked up his colleague's pants from the floor, took out the belt and in several movements, tied up the victim's hands behind his back, tightly tightening the knot. Now there was no need to hold it and the rapist, leaning his hands on the bed, increased the pace.

The slaps of his eggs on the crotch of the girl were loudly spread in the confined space of the cabin.The two guards, too, undressed from the bottom and, podderchivaya members, waiting for their turn. Katya continued to shake from shocks, feeling how her unpredictable organism reacted in its own way to everything that was happening. To her horror and shame, she felt like a member of her vagina with every minute moving easier and more pleasant. The violent act excited her! Girl's breathing became smoother, and exhale louder. “Relax and have fun,” she recalled, as if the phrase was right for her situation.
An Arab was not a sex giant, and prolonged abstinence played a role. Sharply taking out a member, he plentifully poured a thick sperm on the tailbone and lower back of the girl. A few drops flew ... Read more →

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